If Grace Kelly and Jackie Kennedy managed to use the toilet, so can you.

Excuse me; I’m going to vomit now.

I can’t help thinking… shouldn’t those signs say “Stop the Oxycontin, and legalize the pharmaceutically standardized and pure heroin?”

As a child of the ’70s, it does my heart good to see psychedelics being studied seriously at last. There are many people who could benefit greatly.

You may eviscerate everyone involved in this project except Gina; I will extol her virtues with my last breath.

Damn – seriously, do you mind if I use this? It’s the best rationalization I’ve ever found for the perpetually dismal state of my social life. This is great.

Man, I’m so old… you had me all confused. I thought you were talking about this guy!

Absolutely. At first, I thought it was odd to start the finale off with what seemed to be a cheap one-liner… but it turned out to be a deliberate statement of intention for the end.

Guess who won’t be working for Lynch/Frost again.

Have you ever seen anyone – ever – end a tweet with the words “thank you?” Does he actually imagine the applause of millions, cheering on his typing virtuosity?

“Vignette?” Does that mean she gets dark and blurry around the edges?

I’m a big fan of keeping my pepper grinder filled with a nice five-peppercorn mix. I really don’t use salt at all, but I swear that fresh-ground rainbow pepper is the single best investment I’ve ever made in home dining pleasure.

The Nazis used the swastika both as you mention – rotated 45° – and as it is shown in the GIF. If you’re really interested in looking, you can find a zillion examples of each in signage, banners, sculpture and statuary, medallions, ad infinitum.

Back in’97 (I think) I had a fantastic experience “sleeping out” in Central Park overnight to see the final Shakespeare in the Park performance of The Tempest, starring Patrick Stewart as Prospero.

That’s why they call ’em snot rags.

I agree that it’s nice to be reasonably presentable when traveling. However, as an artist/musician, I’ve managed to go through life sans suit and tie.

I have enough certifiably perverse tastes in food/drink that I could never label someone else’s preferences as such. To each their own, and more power to you.

How can you possibly expect him to show up at a building that features someone else’s name?

I’m changing my name.

It is simply not possible to add too much garlic to mashed ’taters. Lawza mercy!